Then at last their guide, who had walked silently in front of them, stopped to pass through an open door that led into a small Temple.
It was so small that Chandra felt it was like a Chapel and she knew that it was the Temple that must be in the heart of the building and where the Abbot himself worshipped.
At first it was difficult to see anything but two or three flickering lights which were just wicks in bowls of oil.
Then she saw a huge statue of the Buddha towering towards the ceiling.
He sat enthroned on a lotus and, as Chandra looked up at the serene face she could feel, as she had not felt in the library, great waves coming towards her which were magnetically inescapable.
Because it was very awe-inspiring and at the same time so exciting that she felt as if she could hardly bre
